You remind me of a former love
that I once knew,
and you carry a little speech with you.
We never held hands or walked
in the middle of the street.
I'ts fine with me,
I'm just taking in the scenery.
I'll take a chance, I'll take my shoes off
and dance in the rain.
I'm just fooling around,
and your face spread all over town.
I'm not concerned that it's raining,
I'm just saying that I'd like it a lot,
more than they think,
if you'd come out and sing with me.
sábado, 5 de septiembre de 2009
Fooled by ramen
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